December 3rd, 2009
|12:01 pm - Randomness from the wider world|
Well, not too wide.
I'm just kind of marveling a little. Who on earth would offer, on a swap list like Freecycle/ReUseIt, 9 1000 ml bags of lactated ringers? Who would even have that at their house? (Aside from Bobby Singer or John Winchester, *snerk*)
Current Mood: amused
|Date:||December 3rd, 2009 08:40 pm (UTC)|| |
That is just... weird.
Now there's a plot bunny if I ever saw one.
Seriously. :) (I was really tempted to say I'd take them--I'd never use them, just the idea was so amusing....)
I've known pet owners who have had to administer sub-q fluids to small pets on a daily basis, so that could easily explain why they had some.
I guess that makes sense--I know people who give their cats insulin shots, etc, and this wouldn't be much harder once you learned how.
I'll take "Nurses Who Just Got Laid Off" for 500, Alex. ;)
That's a bit dodgey. WTF is right?! LOL.
Maybe they were pet owners?
I have needles, left over from a cat who was diabetic. A big box of them! She would pass after I bought a big box. Ergh. I contacted a couple local pet orphanages, but no one offered to take them.
Well, I used to have a cat with high blood pressure and kidney problems. He was on some type of enzyme supplement for something his kidneys were no longer putting out. I had to inject it like insulin for the other cat. I still have left overs in the fridge. Also offered that to a few pet shelters, but it's only used for like my cat or cats undergoing chemo, so no one was needing it. I think it might still be in the fridge. Probably expired by now.
Oh, and a bag of some saline solution. I had a few of the weird needle things (catheter?) you insert under the skin, and then you'd hook the tube from the bag into the opening of the needle part(can you tell I'm not a medic?) I got rid of the saline bag about almost a year after he died. It was on a chair when he died, but at that time my mom was also in the hospital, and then one of the grandfathers died, and I was helping my mom out after being released from the hospital, and well... I sort of forgot it was there until my dad found it when we were moving stuff around.
That I just threw out. I couldn't see how it would still be good.
If you have pets, you often end up giving them stuff that the vet tells you to, and learning how to stick them with needles and the like.
I had a cat who could destroy pill poppers. We bought the pill popper because he bit my dad's finger rather hard. My dad got an infection in that finger. Cat was the sweetest most affectionate kitty, until you tried to give him meds. Then he was Evil Basement Cat.
Oh, and I had one cat who had radioactive iodine(?) treatments. When they sent him home, we had to change his litter everyday with gloves, and you had to toss the pan too. So I was scrounging boxes and box lids. Those 24 packs of bottled water and such set in a cardboard boxy bottom and wrapped in shrink plastic? That bottom cardboard thing with the shrink attached makes a great disposable litter box.
Sometimes I wonder if I should take up training to be a vet tech.
OTOH, this could be a great bunny for any fandom. Was the possessor of the stuff an illegal doc, treating criminals on the run? Or maybe someone treating Slayers and Scoobies? Or a hunter?
Wow, all that experience you've got! :)
Yeah, it probably was someone who had leftovers from a pet, but I wasn't sure whether administering ringers would be easy enough for pet owners to do (I do know people who inject their cat with insulin).